"𝙽𝚊𝚗𝚌𝚢!"
𝙸 𝚜𝚑𝚘𝚞𝚝 𝚠𝚒𝚝𝚑 𝚝𝚑𝚎 𝚜𝚕𝚊𝚖 𝚘𝚏 𝚝𝚑𝚎 𝚍𝚘𝚘𝚛 𝚋𝚎𝚑𝚒𝚗𝚍 𝚖𝚎, 𝙸 𝚐𝚎𝚝 𝚗𝚘 𝚊𝚗𝚜𝚠𝚎𝚛 𝚜𝚕𝚊𝚖𝚖𝚒𝚗𝚐 𝚖𝚢 𝚋𝚊𝚐𝚜 𝚍𝚘𝚠𝚗 𝙸 𝚜𝚑𝚘𝚞𝚝 𝚊𝚐𝚊𝚒𝚗.
"𝙽𝚊𝚗𝚌𝚢!"
𝙽𝚘 𝚊𝚗𝚜𝚠𝚎𝚛. 𝙼𝚢 𝚟𝚘𝚒𝚌𝚎 𝚎𝚌𝚑𝚘𝚜 𝚝𝚑𝚛𝚘𝚞𝚐𝚑 𝚝𝚑𝚎 𝚑𝚘𝚞𝚜𝚎. 𝙸 𝚏𝚎𝚎𝚕 𝚊 𝚋𝚛𝚎𝚎𝚣𝚎 𝚋𝚛𝚞𝚜𝚑 𝚖𝚢 𝚏𝚊𝚌𝚎. 𝙸 𝚜𝚑𝚒𝚟𝚎𝚛 𝚊𝚗𝚍 𝚌𝚛𝚢 𝚘𝚞𝚝 𝚊𝚐𝚊𝚒𝚗.
"𝙽𝚊𝚗𝚌𝚢! 𝙼𝚘𝚖?! 𝙰𝚗𝚢𝚘𝚗𝚎 𝚑𝚘𝚖𝚎?"
𝙼𝚢 𝚟𝚘𝚒𝚌𝚎 𝚌𝚛𝚊𝚌𝚔𝚜 𝚠𝚒𝚝𝚑 𝚝𝚑𝚎 𝚚𝚞𝚎𝚜𝚝𝚒𝚘𝚗, 𝙸 𝚝𝚊𝚔𝚎 𝚊 𝚜𝚝𝚎𝚙 𝚏𝚘𝚛𝚠𝚊𝚛𝚍. 𝙸 𝚏𝚎𝚎𝚕 𝚝𝚑𝚎 𝚠𝚘𝚘𝚍 𝚜𝚑𝚒𝚏𝚝 𝚞𝚗𝚍𝚎𝚛 𝚖𝚢 𝚏𝚎𝚎𝚝. 𝚂𝚕𝚘𝚠𝚕𝚢 𝚍𝚛𝚘𝚙𝚒𝚗𝚐 𝚖𝚢 𝚑𝚎𝚊𝚍 𝙸 𝚜𝚎𝚎 𝚍𝚊𝚛𝚔 𝚘𝚕𝚍 𝚠𝚘𝚘𝚍. 𝚅𝚒𝚗𝚎𝚜. 𝙻𝚒𝚔𝚎 𝚝𝚑𝚎 𝚘𝚗𝚎𝚜 𝚒𝚗 𝚝𝚑𝚎 𝚖𝚒𝚛𝚛𝚘𝚛. 𝙻𝚒𝚔𝚎 𝚝𝚑𝚎 𝚘𝚗𝚎𝚜 𝚒𝚗 𝚝𝚑𝚎 𝚕-
𝙸 𝚑𝚎𝚊𝚛 𝚊 𝚜𝚑𝚘𝚞𝚝... 𝙽𝚘, 𝙸 𝚑𝚎𝚊𝚛 𝚊 𝚕𝚘𝚞𝚍 𝚑𝚞𝚜𝚑𝚎𝚍 𝚟𝚘𝚒𝚌𝚎.
"𝙳𝚒𝚍 𝚢𝚘𝚞 𝚖𝚒𝚜𝚜 𝚞𝚜 𝙴𝚟𝚎𝚕𝚢𝚗?"
"𝙷𝚎𝚕𝚕𝚘?" 𝙸 𝚜𝚑𝚘𝚞𝚝 𝚜𝚘𝚏𝚝𝚕𝚢.
𝙽𝚘𝚝𝚑𝚒𝚗𝚐 𝚋𝚞𝚝 𝚊 𝚌𝚘𝚕𝚍 𝚋𝚛𝚎𝚎𝚣𝚎
𝙸 𝚜𝚝𝚎𝚙 𝚏𝚘𝚛𝚠𝚊𝚛𝚍 𝚊𝚐𝚊𝚒𝚗, 𝚝𝚑𝚎 𝚌𝚛𝚎𝚎𝚔 𝚘𝚏 𝚝𝚑𝚎 𝚏𝚕𝚘𝚘𝚛 𝚋𝚘𝚊𝚛𝚍𝚜 𝚎𝚌𝚑𝚘 𝚝𝚑𝚎 𝚑𝚘𝚞𝚜𝚎.
𝚃𝚑𝚎 𝚋𝚊𝚌𝚔 𝚍𝚘𝚘𝚛 𝚜𝚕𝚊𝚖𝚜 𝚘𝚙𝚎𝚗 𝚠𝚒𝚝𝚑 𝚊 𝚕𝚘𝚞𝚍 𝚝𝚑𝚞𝚍 𝚘𝚗 𝚝𝚑𝚎 𝚠𝚊𝚕𝚕. 𝙸 𝚓𝚎𝚛𝚔 𝚖𝚢 𝚑𝚎𝚊𝚍 𝚊𝚛𝚘𝚞𝚗𝚍 𝚊𝚠𝚊𝚢 𝚏𝚛𝚘𝚖 𝚝𝚑𝚎 𝚜𝚝𝚊𝚒𝚛𝚜, 𝚊𝚗𝚍 𝚜𝚎𝚎 𝚊 𝚌𝚕𝚒𝚏 𝚘𝚞𝚝 𝚜𝚒𝚍𝚎 𝚝𝚑𝚎 𝚋𝚊𝚌𝚔 𝚍𝚘𝚘𝚛, 𝚓𝚞𝚜𝚝 𝚊 𝚏𝚎𝚠 𝚜𝚝𝚎𝚙𝚜 𝚘𝚞𝚝 𝚝𝚑𝚎 𝚋𝚊𝚌𝚔 𝚍𝚘𝚘𝚛. 𝙷𝚘𝚙𝚎𝚏𝚞𝚕𝚕𝚢.
'𝚂𝚑𝚒𝚝'
𝙸 𝚜𝚝𝚊𝚛𝚝 𝚠𝚊𝚕𝚔𝚒𝚗𝚐 𝚘𝚞𝚝 𝚝𝚑𝚛𝚘𝚞𝚐𝚑 𝚝𝚑𝚎 𝚋𝚊𝚌𝚔.
𝙸 𝚑𝚎𝚊𝚛 𝚕𝚘𝚞𝚍 𝚏𝚘𝚘𝚝𝚜𝚝𝚎𝚙𝚜 𝚛𝚞𝚗𝚗𝚒𝚗𝚐 𝚍𝚘𝚠𝚗 𝚝𝚑𝚎 𝚜𝚝𝚊𝚒𝚛𝚜. 𝚁𝚞𝚗𝚗𝚒𝚗𝚐 𝚝𝚘𝚠𝚊𝚛𝚍𝚜 𝚖𝚎, 𝚊𝚜 𝚝𝚑𝚎 𝚐𝚎𝚝 𝚕𝚘𝚞𝚍𝚎𝚛 𝙸 𝚏𝚎𝚎𝚕 𝚖𝚢 𝚜𝚝𝚘𝚖𝚊𝚌𝚑 𝚌𝚑𝚞𝚛𝚗.
𝙸 𝚜𝚝𝚊𝚛𝚝 𝚠𝚊𝚕𝚔𝚒𝚗𝚐 𝚏𝚊𝚜𝚝𝚎𝚛, 𝚝𝚑𝚎 𝚕𝚘𝚞𝚍 𝚜𝚑𝚘𝚎𝚜 𝚜𝚕𝚊𝚖 𝚘𝚗 𝚝𝚑𝚎 𝚐𝚛𝚘𝚞𝚗𝚍. 𝙸 𝚝𝚞𝚛𝚗 𝚊𝚗𝚍 𝚘𝚗𝚕𝚢 𝚜𝚎𝚎 𝚝𝚑𝚎 𝚜𝚑𝚘𝚎𝚜 𝚙𝚘𝚔𝚒𝚗𝚐 𝚏𝚛𝚘𝚖 𝚝𝚑𝚎 𝚎𝚗𝚍 𝚘𝚏 𝚝𝚑𝚎 𝚜𝚝𝚊𝚒𝚛𝚜 𝚊𝚜 𝙸 𝚑𝚎𝚊𝚛 𝚋𝚊𝚛𝚎 𝚏𝚎𝚎𝚝 𝚜𝚝𝚒𝚕𝚕 𝚛𝚞𝚗𝚗𝚒𝚗𝚐 𝚍𝚘𝚠𝚗. 𝙱𝚞𝚝 𝚝𝚑𝚎𝚢 𝚠𝚎𝚛𝚎 𝚍𝚛𝚎𝚜𝚜 𝚜𝚑𝚘𝚎𝚜. 𝙷𝚒𝚜 𝚜𝚑𝚘𝚎𝚜. 𝙸 𝚛𝚞𝚗, 𝚊𝚜 𝚝𝚑𝚎 𝚐𝚛𝚊𝚜𝚜 𝚘𝚗 𝚝𝚑𝚎 𝚌𝚕𝚒𝚏𝚏 𝚜𝚕𝚘𝚠𝚒𝚗𝚐 𝚖𝚎 𝚍𝚘𝚠𝚗 𝚋𝚞𝚝 𝙸 𝚌𝚊𝚗'𝚝 𝚜𝚝𝚘𝚙. 𝙸 𝚠𝚘𝚗'𝚝 𝚜𝚝𝚘𝚙. 𝙻𝚘𝚞𝚍 𝚜𝚌𝚛𝚎𝚎𝚌𝚑𝚎𝚜 𝚊𝚗𝚍 𝚐𝚛𝚘𝚠𝚕𝚜 𝚐𝚠𝚝 𝚌𝚕𝚘𝚜𝚎𝚛 𝚝𝚘 𝚖𝚎 𝚊𝚜 𝙸 𝚛𝚎𝚊𝚌𝚑 𝚝𝚑𝚎 𝚎𝚍𝚐𝚎 𝚘𝚏 𝚝𝚑𝚎 𝚌𝚕𝚒𝚏𝚏. 𝚃𝚑𝚎 𝚋𝚛𝚎𝚎𝚣𝚎 𝚌𝚘𝚕𝚍 𝚊𝚗𝚍 𝚜𝚒𝚗𝚒𝚜𝚝𝚎𝚛, 𝚝𝚑𝚎 𝚜𝚞𝚗 𝚌𝚘𝚟𝚎𝚛𝚍 𝚋𝚢 𝚍𝚊𝚛𝚔 𝚌𝚕𝚘𝚞𝚍𝚜. 𝙸 𝚑𝚎𝚊𝚛 𝚝𝚑𝚎 𝚐𝚛𝚊𝚜𝚜 𝚏𝚊𝚕𝚕𝚒𝚗𝚐 𝚞𝚗𝚍𝚎𝚛 𝚑𝚒𝚜 𝚏𝚎𝚎𝚝. 𝚄𝚗𝚍𝚎𝚛 𝚝𝚑𝚎 𝚋𝚒𝚐 𝚑𝚎𝚊𝚟𝚢 𝚏𝚎𝚎𝚝 𝚘𝚏 𝚎𝚟𝚎𝚛𝚢𝚝𝚑𝚒𝚗𝚐 𝚒𝚗 𝚝𝚑𝚎 𝚏𝚎𝚒𝚕𝚍. 𝙶𝚎𝚝𝚝𝚒𝚗𝚐 𝚕𝚘𝚞𝚍𝚎𝚛. 𝙻𝚘𝚞𝚍𝚎𝚛. 𝙻𝚘𝚞𝚍𝚎𝚛. 𝚃𝚒𝚕𝚕 𝚝𝚑𝚎𝚢 𝚜𝚝𝚘𝚙.
𝙸 𝚏𝚎𝚎𝚕 𝚊 𝚠𝚊𝚛𝚖 𝚋𝚛𝚎𝚊𝚝𝚑 𝚘𝚗 𝚖𝚢 𝚗𝚎𝚌𝚔 𝚊𝚗𝚍 𝚊 𝚌𝚘𝚕𝚍 𝚑𝚊𝚗𝚍 𝚐𝚛𝚊𝚣𝚎𝚜 𝚖𝚢 𝚜𝚑𝚘𝚞𝚕𝚍𝚎𝚛. 𝙸 𝚕𝚘𝚘𝚔 𝚍𝚘𝚠𝚗 𝚝𝚑𝚎 𝚎𝚍𝚐𝚎. 𝚂𝚑𝚊𝚛𝚙 𝚛𝚘𝚌𝚔𝚜 𝚊𝚗𝚍 𝚛𝚎𝚜𝚝𝚕𝚎𝚜𝚜 𝚠𝚊𝚝𝚎𝚛 𝚋𝚎𝚗𝚎𝚊𝚝𝚑 𝚝𝚑𝚎 𝚌𝚕𝚒𝚏 𝚏𝚘𝚛 𝚊 𝚖𝚘𝚖𝚎𝚗𝚝 𝙸 𝚌𝚊𝚗 𝚋𝚛𝚎𝚊𝚝𝚑. 𝚃𝚑𝚎𝚗 𝚊𝚕𝚕 𝚝𝚑𝚎 𝚜𝚞𝚍𝚍𝚎𝚗 𝙸'𝚖 𝚙𝚞𝚜𝚑𝚎𝚍, 𝚊𝚗𝚍 𝚝𝚑𝚎 𝚜𝚑𝚊𝚛𝚙, 𝚓𝚊𝚐𝚐𝚎𝚍 𝚛𝚘𝚌𝚔𝚜 𝚐𝚎𝚝 𝚌𝚕𝚘𝚜𝚎𝚛 𝚝𝚘 𝚖𝚎. 𝙸 𝚑𝚎𝚊𝚛 𝚑𝚒𝚜 𝚍𝚒𝚜𝚝𝚊𝚗𝚝 𝚜𝚑𝚘𝚞𝚝 𝚊𝚜 𝙸 𝚏𝚊𝚕𝚕 𝚝𝚘 𝚖𝚢 𝚍𝚎𝚊𝚝𝚑.
"𝙰𝙷!"
𝙸 𝚓𝚘𝚕𝚝 𝚊𝚠𝚊𝚔𝚎 𝚠𝚒𝚝𝚑 𝚊 𝚌𝚘𝚕𝚍 𝚜𝚠𝚎𝚊𝚝.
"𝚂𝚑𝚒𝚝... 𝙸𝚝 𝚠𝚊𝚜 𝚓𝚞𝚜𝚝 𝚊 𝚍𝚛𝚎𝚊𝚖" 𝙸 𝚠𝚑𝚒𝚜𝚙𝚎𝚛 𝚠𝚒𝚙𝚒𝚗𝚐 𝚝𝚑𝚎 𝚜𝚠𝚎𝚊𝚝 𝚏𝚛𝚘𝚖 𝚖𝚢 𝚏𝚘𝚛𝚑𝚎𝚊𝚍.
𝚃𝚊𝚔𝚒𝚗𝚐 𝚊 𝚍𝚎𝚎𝚙 𝚋𝚛𝚎𝚊𝚝𝚑 𝙸 𝚙𝚕𝚘𝚙 𝚋𝚊𝚌𝚔 𝚍𝚘𝚠𝚗 𝚘𝚗𝚝𝚘 𝚖𝚢 𝚙𝚒𝚕𝚕𝚘𝚠... "𝙹𝚞𝚜𝚝 𝚊 𝚍𝚛𝚎𝚊𝚖"
𝙸 𝚍𝚛𝚒𝚏𝚝 𝚋𝚊𝚌𝚔 𝚝𝚘 𝚜𝚕𝚎𝚎𝚙, 𝚑𝚘𝚙𝚎𝚒𝚗𝚐 𝚏𝚘𝚛 𝚖𝚘𝚛𝚗𝚒𝚗𝚐 𝚝𝚘 𝚌𝚘𝚖𝚎 𝚜𝚕𝚘𝚠𝚎𝚛.
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